𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒇 (𝑨𝑴𝑩𝑾)

37: Fire

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I was in the middle of vocal training when my phone buzzed relentlessly. At first, I tried to ignore it, hoping it would stop. But then it kept vibrating against the desk, each buzz more urgent than the last. My curiosity got the best of me, and I reluctantly checked my phone.

The group chat with the girls was blowing up.

Chloe: "Liliana, what the hell? Are you okay?"

Mariah: "OMG, it's everywhere. Did you see it?"

Luana: "You're in deep trouble, girl. This is so bad."

I clicked the link Mariah had sent, my heart sinking in my chest. A headline flashed in front of me:

"Trainee Spotted With Bang Chan at Lotte World-Is It a Romance?"

The article was littered with photos of me and Chan at Lotte World, looking happy, laughing, and even sharing moments of closeness as we enjoyed the rides. I felt a deep pang of guilt in my stomach, remembering that day-the day that started off as a spontaneous outing, a bit of fun, but now twisted into something it wasn't.

The comments under the article were nothing short of brutal:

"She's so fake, trying to get close to Chan for fame."

"She has no talent. Just another desperate trainee trying to latch onto an idol."

"What a joke. She thinks she's special. Chan's way out of her league."

"Is she really this shameless? Taking advantage of his kindness to get ahead."

"She's just another pretty face trying to get close to Bang Chan. Gross."

Each one felt like a slap to the face. My stomach churned, my hands shaking as I read through the hateful words. I hadn't asked for any of this. I hadn't asked to be thrown into a spotlight that I couldn't handle.

The more I read, the more I felt my world caving in. I couldn't even focus on the training anymore. The weight of the comments was suffocating.

"Liliana?"

I turned to see Eliška standing in the doorway of the training room, her eyes wide with concern. She had clearly seen the article too.

"Are you okay?" she asked, stepping in slowly, her voice gentle.

I swallowed, trying to blink away the tears that threatened to spill. "I don't know," I whispered, looking at the screen one last time. "I don't know what's real anymore."

Eliška stepped forward, sitting beside me. She reached out, gently pulling the phone from my hands and setting it down on the table.

"Liliana, listen to me." Her voice was steady, but there was a softness to it that made me feel safe. "None of those comments are true."

I couldn't help the bitter laugh that escaped me. "Really? Because they sure feel like the truth right now. They're saying I'm using Chan to get famous, that I'm nothing but a pretty face trying to get close to him."